jeudi 24 avril 2014

Letter from the Northern Lands

25.07.XXXX

My
Love

Another
day, another island, another lake. I don't know if the water is less
cool here (we are further south), or if I am getting used to it, but
this time around I felt comfortable enough to swim for a few meters
after washing myself. The cool water felt so nice on my bare skin
after our day's walk in the sun, I could not resist.

Tomorrow
we shall cross the sheer mountains that surround our lakeside
paradise, but before then we enjoy our evening, writing, reading and
basking in the warm sunlight. I find myself thinking more and more
about what will happen after my friend leaves, and I will be alone.
Facing the hardships of travel without someone to talk to, in a land
where chance encounters are sparse, I wonder how my mind will hold
up. Even now strange thoughts swirl at the edge of my consciousness,
and I fear that without company to keep them at bay, they may well
take over. What will happen then ?

But
it is no use fearing the unknown, I tell myself. What will happen
will happen, and I shall deal with it when the time comes. Until
then, I will enjoy these last days of companionship, and hope that
the time I will spend alone will be as fulfilling as the time I spent
up until now.

And
whatever happens, my Love, I shall keep writing to you, and that at
least will give my mind a North to follow.